A/N: A teensy, tiny, baby ficlet for SwanQueenSaturdays, this will probably develop into a series of ficlets based on prompts (they'll likely be longer), leave me one in the reviews!
Emma was insanely stressed out. She had piles of useless paperwork left to do and 24 hours left to do it or else the Mayor would be on her ass. Come to think of it that might not be the worst thing… Emma shook her head, she had to focus. She stared down at the papers in front of her and got to work. She got about five minutes in before her mind wandered.
"Ugh," she groaned, running her fingers through her hair. There was no way she could finish this in time. Paperwork was not what she was cut out for. She needed to be in the field actually solving crimes and helping people, not filling out meaningless documents. Emma sighed and guzzled some more coffee, hoping the caffeine kick would urge her on. She got up and paced for a while, she had no idea why she couldn't concentrate. She had been so strung out lately, she could barely think straight. And Regina wasn't helping. No matter what her thoughts always returned to fantasies about the mayor. So when she heard Regina's voice, she thought she was imagining it.
"Emma, dear" Regina called out, "I am talking to you."
Emma spun around. "Oh hey Regina, sorry I was kind of day dreaming. I guess I'm a bit stressed out."
Regina grinned, "Well we are going to need some way to de-stress you. Or else you're just wasting everyone's time." She slowly began unbuttoning her silk blouse.
"Uh Regina what are you doing?" Emma attempted to ask assertively, but a whisper was all that came out.
"Don't over think this," Regina said chuckling. "Hakuna Matata darling, no worries."